Took the day off from work yesterday to go to the coast to play golf and drink with a buddy. We arrived in Morro Bay at noon and had a terrific game.

After checking in at our hotel, we sat out on foot to explore the many bars in thus very sleepy central coast village. We hit The Libertine, a cool little tap room. I fell in love with Modern Times' Coffee Stout on Nitro. My buddy discovered some shitty sour that he really liked. I've never been s fan if those. We each had four drinks before moving on. Next stop was Rosa's. It's a popular restaurant with a great bar. We each had about three cocktails.

Next, we headed to a local's bar where we hit our stride. We stayed there for a few hours and got really shitty.

I was time to leave, but there was another bar accross the street. So we decided to check it out. There was some gypsy band with like ten guys all playing odd instruments and singing in some goofy language. I decided to try to convince everyone in the bar that I was Armenian and understood all the lyrics.

This morning, we woke up with a set of painful hangovers and spent the next few hours driving back home. Neither one of us can remember how we made it back to our room last night or even remember getting there. God bless Lizard Brain!

Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Give a drunk man tortilla chips, Velveeta and a hair dryer and he has nachos.

Took the day off from work yesterday to go to the coast to play golf and drink with a buddy. We arrived in Morro Bay at noon and had a terrific game.

After checking in at our hotel, we sat out on foot to explore the many bars in thus very sleepy central coast village. We hit The Libertine, a cool little tap room. I fell in love with Modern Times' Coffee Stout on Nitro. My buddy discovered some shitty sour that he really liked. I've never been s fan if those. We each had four drinks before moving on. Next stop was Rosa's. It's a popular restaurant with a great bar. We each had about three cocktails.

Next, we headed to a local's bar where we hit our stride. We stayed there for a few hours and got really shitty.

I was time to leave, but there was another bar accross the street. So we decided to check it out. There was some gypsy band with like ten guys all playing odd instruments and singing in some goofy language. I decided to try to convince everyone in the bar that I was Armenian and understood all the lyrics.

This morning, we woke up with a set of painful hangovers and spent the next few hours driving back home. Neither one of us can remember how we made it back to our room last night or even remember getting there. God bless Lizard Brain!

6am - woke up slightly hungover.. nothing worth taking note of.
6.05am - shower and breakfast of cold hot dogs
6.15 am -20 minute beer shit
6.35am - set off for work
8.30am - arrived and thought why the fuck am I hear...I booked off every day up till Jan 2nd for xmas bar this one fucking bullshit day.
8.31 am - told my boss i was sick and watched as she chalked the hangover on my face and the fact I'd made jokes about still being drunk for this shift
9.30 am - went for coffee and breakfast...sat outside and smoked fuck loads

11am - realised that my Mrs thinks I'm working all day so went to my local and drank beers and a few whiskey shots all early afternoon

4pm - Mrs came home...lied and told her I'd just got back early and cracked my first beer....she looked sceptical
6pm - made some nice green chilli tacos drank more beer
8pm - now (1am) drank loads of bourbon and some more beer...just moved onto bourbon and cokes for the caffeine. also just ate remaining cold taco

Hangover cure: Rigorous sex, hydration, hot bath, then "go up for half an hour in an open aeroplane. (needless to say, with a non-hungover person at the controls)." - Kinglsey Amis

6am - woke up slightly hungover.. nothing worth taking note of.
6.05am - shower and breakfast of cold hot dogs
6.15 am -20 minute beer shit
6.35am - set off for work
8.30am - arrived and thought why the fuck am I hear...I booked off every day up till Jan 2nd for xmas bar this one fucking bullshit day.
8.31 am - told my boss i was sick and watched as she chalked the hangover on my face and the fact I'd made jokes about still being drunk for this shift
9.30 am - went for coffee and breakfast...sat outside and smoked fuck loads

11am - realised that my Mrs thinks I'm working all day so went to my local and drank beers and a few whiskey shots all early afternoon

4pm - Mrs came home...lied and told her I'd just got back early and cracked my first beer....she looked sceptical
6pm - made some nice green chilli tacos drank more beer
8pm - now (1am) drank loads of bourbon and some more beer...just moved onto bourbon and cokes for the caffeine. also just ate remaining cold taco

6am - woke up slightly hungover.. nothing worth taking note of.
6.05am - shower and breakfast of cold hot dogs
6.15 am -20 minute beer shit
6.35am - set off for work
8.30am - arrived and thought why the fuck am I hear...I booked off every day up till Jan 2nd for xmas bar this one fucking bullshit day.
8.31 am - told my boss i was sick and watched as she chalked the hangover on my face and the fact I'd made jokes about still being drunk for this shift
9.30 am - went for coffee and breakfast...sat outside and smoked fuck loads

11am - realised that my Mrs thinks I'm working all day so went to my local and drank beers and a few whiskey shots all early afternoon

4pm - Mrs came home...lied and told her I'd just got back early and cracked my first beer....she looked sceptical
6pm - made some nice green chilli tacos drank more beer
8pm - now (1am) drank loads of bourbon and some more beer...just moved onto bourbon and cokes for the caffeine. also just ate remaining cold taco

Cold hot dogs and a beer shit. That's how you start the day right. Good job 👍

6am - woke up slightly hungover.. nothing worth taking note of.
6.05am - shower and breakfast of cold hot dogs
6.15 am -20 minute beer shit
6.35am - set off for work
8.30am - arrived and thought why the fuck am I hear...I booked off every day up till Jan 2nd for xmas bar this one fucking bullshit day.
8.31 am - told my boss i was sick and watched as she chalked the hangover on my face and the fact I'd made jokes about still being drunk for this shift
9.30 am - went for coffee and breakfast...sat outside and smoked fuck loads

11am - realised that my Mrs thinks I'm working all day so went to my local and drank beers and a few whiskey shots all early afternoon

4pm - Mrs came home...lied and told her I'd just got back early and cracked my first beer....she looked sceptical
6pm - made some nice green chilli tacos drank more beer
8pm - now (1am) drank loads of bourbon and some more beer...just moved onto bourbon and cokes for the caffeine. also just ate remaining cold taco

To quote the always wise Butthead: What a cool day

You have a loooooong ride to work btw

its about an hour and 30 on public transport with smoke breaks and meandering thrown in it can creep on 2 hours

Hangover cure: Rigorous sex, hydration, hot bath, then "go up for half an hour in an open aeroplane. (needless to say, with a non-hungover person at the controls)." - Kinglsey Amis